The Temp - Part 1 is coming this fall! This will be a 3 part serial series, and yes, the stories will end with cliffhangers. I'm warning you ahead of time, when I do a cliffhanger, I go all out! Be prepared to curse at me.

Please remember, this excerpt is from the unedited document. There may be typos I missed or grammatical errors.

Now for a fun sneak peek at one of the first times Alice (the secretary) and Dylan (her boss) touch.

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Alice set her drink down on the small table and followed Darla onto the dance floor. Only a few people danced. For the most part, people mingled for person to person, looking for their nightly hook-up, she supposed. Maybe she should get together with one of these men. She deserved some fun.

“He’s watching you,” Darla groaned out. Alice peeked toward him and then glanced away quickly. “Duh, we’re two women grinding. He’s a man.” “You two dance.” Her eyes went wide. “No. Don’t you dare.” Darla gave me her mischievous grin and the next thing she knew Darla made a scene. “Oh no, my heel! It broke. I’ve got to go sit down.” “Darla,” she snapped under my breath. “Dylan,” she waved her arms, “could you finish this dance with her. She loves this song.” She shot Alice a wink and fakely hobbled back to the couch. Alice was going to kill her friend tonight and dump her body off a bridge. Dylan squatted to look at her foot, but Darla swatted him away and pointed in Alice’s direction. He came her way. She could not dance with her boss. “You don’t have to dance with me.” Alice stood still. “Nonsense. Let’s call it a getting to know each other dance.” She nodded, unable to think or focus as his hands held her waist. He was touching her… Oh God. A shiver traveled up her spine and her nipples hardened. She took a deep breath, but that only made her chest rise. She noticed her headlights showed through her dress. This can’t be happening. Dylan couldn’t notice he’d turned her on. She pressed her body against him in an attempt to hide her hard nipples. But now that she was so close, the smell of his aftershave attacked her sense. Spice and musk all in one. It reminded her of the men’s aisle at the store, where she loved to sniff their body washes. Secretly, she had a favorite one she kept at home and sniffed during her intimate time. Fuck, why was she thinking about masturbating now? “Are you okay, Alice? Your breathing is rapid?” She kept her gaze straight ahead. “Oh, yeah. I’m out of shape. I need to go to the gym more.” “You’re perfect.” His tones laced with irritation and she could tell his jaw had tightened. This man had real issues when it came to what she thought about her own body. It made no sense to her. He traced a small circle on her lower back, which she should not be enjoying. This had to stop. She pulled back abruptly, he gazed hard at her. “I’m going to go check on Darla.” Alice bolted toward her friend.***

So, what did you think?! These two get VERY hot. I can't wait until this story is polished and ready!